CECIL, A PEER, A SEQUEL TO CECIL, OR THE ADVENTURES OF A COXCOMB. BY THE SAME AUTHOR. "LOCUS EST ET PLURIBUS UMBRIS," A frame containing sketches of the world and its wife." IN THREE VOLUMES. VOL. II. HORACE. LONDON: T. AND W. BOONE, 29, NEW BOND STREET. CECIL. CHAPTER I. For Hope grew round me like the living vine, COLERIDGE. Sans besoin et sans abondance, J'oserais dire sans désirs, Je vis ici dans l'innocence Et d'un sage repos fais tous mes plaisirs. ST. EVREMONT. THERE are various kinds of solitude in this world.-Childe Harold indited two immortal stanzas, which may save one the trouble of being prosy on the subject:~and Cecil Danby accordingly says ditto to Lord Byron. It may not be amiss, however, to add, for the benefit of those who delight in circumstantiality, that "amid the hum, the buz, the |